Self-ish Sacrifice

The duo ended up falling into some maintenance hallway, and while Jackie and the chip-box seemed to be hit, they endured and started making their way out anyway. V uses Yorinobu's stolen pistol and Jackie his own.

They tried to sneak through the apartments, but that ended up not being possible with the sheer number of Arasaka goons sent their way. While they weren't the most skilful or well-equipped soldiers, since most followed Yorinobu as he was evacuated, their numbers made for it.

*BangBangBang!*

Two men drop from V's shots while the remaining has his head caved it with a punch from Jackie. After that they sprint out and barely evade the reinforcement unit that runs past them, the duo eventually reaching the elevator with a stolen Arasaka key.

"S-shit..." Jackie says, holding his profusely bleeding stomach.

"Jackie, we need to get you bandaged! You got stims left?" she takes out one of her own and tries to jab him with it, only for him to push it away.

"Keep it, Chica, I can handle it for now. Save it til' we really need it. We ain't outta the woods yet."

She bites back her retort and reluctantly puts it away as the elevator reaches the lobby. The door opened and revealed yet more Arasaka men who were already firing at them.

"THERE! TAKE THEM DOWN!"

"Fuck you ya' fuckin' lapdogs!" Jackie roars as he goes out swinging, firing two pistols so quickly it was like he was firing an automatic.

They kill a dozen men and reach the main room, only to pause as a fucking mech drops down from the ceiling.

"A minotaur!? We are so fucked!" Jackie shouts.

"I'll distract it! Just get to the elevator!" V exclaims as she runs to the right side of the room, pulling its attention from Jackie. The robot lights her up, its machine guns destroying everything and anything around her as she slides into cover. She'd gotten hit once in the arm and it almost blew the limb off... The new hole in her bicep had all but crippled it.

"LOOK AT ME YOU BIG PILE OF MENURE!" Jackie shouts, lobbing a grenade at its feet which only makes it stumble. V, using that opportunity, sprints right for the elevator and punches the button just as Jackie stumbles in.

"Did you get hit!?" she asks, checking him over. If he got shot again he'd probably not make it out alive.

"N-nah! I-I'm good! Delamain is waitin' downstairs, let's get out before more of them arrive!"

*Ding!*

The next fight was a blur to her, she and Jackie fighting from a blockade of Arasaka soldiers... She'd blown all the smoke bombs and grenades she'd stolen earlier, and they'd somehow fallen into the Delamain cab after it crashed through the garage door and came to stop directly in front of them.

*CRASH!*

The vehicle smashes a few cars out of the way as it speeds out of the hotel and into the street. V's celebrations are cut short as Adam 'Fucking' Smasher collides with the side of the car, sending it into a desperate spin.

The Cyborg stops and stands in front of them, blocking the only exit they have... "Where the fuck do you think you're going!?"

"Combat mode initialised." Delamain states as big-ass machine guns sprout from the sides of the car and proceed to light the guy up... Only for Smasher to disappear and reappear standing on the hood of the car. He punches down and puts his fist straight through the armoured glass, but a heavy flame thrower pokes out from the front bumper and sprays the Cyborg in the back, causing him to stumble.

Delamain then goes full throttle, accelerating the car forwards with a turbo and forcing Smasher to hold onto the back as they drive.

"THIS PUTA WON'T GIVE UP!"

"WE'LL MAKE HIM THEN!" V shouts, leaning out of the window and unloading the clip of Yorinobu's gun into the Cyborg's head, causing him to let go and allowing them to drive away.

"Ah... Ahahaha, we did it!" she happily exclaims, looking over at Jackie and-... "Jackie?" she asks as her friend lays slumped in his seat, gripping his bleeding stomach that'd dyed the seat under him crimson.

"My medical analysis shows that Mister Welles' condition is critical." Delamain reports.

"Then get us to a fuckin' Ripperdoc now!"

"My apologies, the itinerary has already been prearranged and paid for. I am not at liberty to alter it."

"Screw your liberty! Do what I say!" V angrily shouts.

"It's okay-, Chica, I'll manage..." Jackie quietly says.

"I suggest you try and keep Mister Welles conscious." Delamin states.

"Jackie stay with me... We'll get you back to Misty safe and sound..." she desperately say, but noticing his eyes drooping, "R-remebmer what you said about that threeway? I'm up for it! Just hold on until then! For god sake! DON'T CLOSE YOUR FUCKIN' ON ME NOW!"

He lets out a low chuckle which morphs into a hacking cough, "Hehehe... I-I don't think I could handle a girl like you, Chica. N-Never thought..." he sucks in a stuttered breath and reaches to the slot and pulls out the Bio-Chip, "T-take it... J-just because my r-road ends here, d-don't mean yours does too..."

"Shut your mouth! It ain't over yet! Don't give up!"

"D-do it for me, Chica. t-take the chip, f-finish the gig... G-get to the-, major... Leagues..." he struggles to suck in another breath, "C-chi..." his head drops and he releases his last breath, vital signs disappearing.

"Jackie! JACKIE! WAKE THE FUCK UP! WE WERE GONNA DO THIS TOGETHER! DON'T YOU PULL THIS SELF-SACRIFICE DOGSHIT ON ME! I WON'T ACCEPT IT! JACKIE!"

"Miss V, I am sorry for your loss... The excelsior package provides for disposal of passenger remains free of chair. I merely require a destination."

"Fuck you, piece of shit fucking robot!" he gives the front seat a firm kick.

"I believe that is deserved, while your anger may be justified, I do need a destination for your comrades body."

...

She tilts Jackie's head and closes his eyes after forcing down a sniffle. "His family, take him home." she says, giving him a kiss on his cheek before climbing out of the car.

"As you wish."